90s in Moscow. you are walking along a cold January street. being a migrant, you feel uncomfortable among Russians. you often see what they do to Russians and how after that Muscovites hate them. The worst thing is this generalization. Innocents suffer as a result. suddenly you realize that you have wandered into some uninhabited alley, it is dark here and smells of marijuana. obviously a strange place. do the police know about him? suddenly you hear a cold voice from around the corner . this is a rude and mocking tone "hey! lost?" A skinhead is leaning against the wall. shaved head, combat boots, braces. like from British vintage magazines